I ran across this essay from the AV Club earlier today and after skimming it, I went back and read it again, thinking about that central question: what makes music boring?
Any attempt to answer that will be necessarily loaded with subjectivity. We are, after all, being asked to pass judgement on an artistic creation.
I find Fleet Foxes not only boring, but tedious and soporific. Most Americana (Uncle Tupelo, Wilco, etc.) leaves me cold). Jam bands from the Grateful Dead forward put me to sleep. And if I hear one more word about how brilliant Coner Oberst is, I'm going to stroke out with boredom.
But why do I find those artists/genres boring? It all comes down to this key paragraph in the article.
When music is boring, it speaks to a lack of what people turn to music for, which is a connection. It might be physical, it might be mental, it might be emotional—but we all want to feel something when we hear a song. If it moves us in some way (whether it’s in our hearts, minds, or hips), we like it. We might even need that connection, over and over again, if it reaches down deep enough inside of us. I write about music for a living, so it’s my job to describe how or why something moves me. But even for a critic, it still boils down to a response in your gut that you can’t ever totally explain. Music triggers a primal yet mysterious force inside of us. It’s universal, and yet the connections that are made vary from person to person. We don’t understand it, but when it’s there, we know. Sometimes we don’t connect, even when it seems that the whole rest of the world is, and that’s when music becomes uninvolving, even unlistenable. Hence, boring.
You should read the story and the reflect on your own biases and prejudices regarding music. It may offer some interesting self-awareness about your musical tastes.